“beyond the horizon war machines of my countrymen rain fire and death down on the homes of men, their engines roaring "freedom" across the land to end terror, never uttering the word "empire," and there is nothing that I can do.”— Kelly Talbot, amazon.com
“It’s a strange myth that atheists have nothing to live for. It’s the opposite. We have nothing to die for. We have everything to live for.”— Ricky Gervais, books.google.com
“I sit down and I close my eyes and I'm alive, really alive. Maybe more alive then I've been in a long time. More alive than I was before there was death in my life. It's a good feeling; knowing that death killed a part of me but brought life to another. There is a balance to it all and today I didn'…”— Rachel Brathen, instagram.com
“Maybe she was just matter, and matter gets recycled. But ultimately I do not believe that she was only matter. The rest of her must be recycled, too. I believe now that we are greater than the sum of our parts.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“I thought at first that she was just dead. Just darkness. Just a body being eaten by bugs. I thought about her a lot like that, as something's meal. What was her—green eyes, half a smirk, the soft curves of her legs—would soon be nothing, just the bones I never saw. I thought about the slow process…”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“I felt the heaves of his chest as we realized over and over again that we were still alive. I realized it in waves and we held on to each other crying and I thought, God we must look so lame, but it doesn't much matter when you have just now realized, all the time later, that you are still alive.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“We are driving through the place that she could not drive through, passing onto asphalt she never saw, and we are not dead. We are not dead! We are breathing and we are crying and now slowing down and moving back into the right lane.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“She didn't leave me enough to discover her, but she left me enough to rediscover the Great Perhaps.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“In the beginning, she had haunted me, haunted my dreams, but even now, just weeks later, she was slipping away, falling apart in my memory and everyone else's, dying again.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“Memories fall apart, too. And then you're left with nothing, left not even with a ghost but with its shadow.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“Everything that comes together falls apart. Everything. The chair I'm sitting on. It was built, and so it will fall apart. I'm gonna fall apart, probably before this chair. And you're gonna fall apart. The cells and organs and systems that make you you—they came together, grew together, and so must…”— John Green, Old Man, amazon.com
“He was shaken by the overwhelming revelation that the headlong race between his misfortunes and his dreams was at that moment reaching the finish life. The rest was darkness. 'Damn it,' he sighed. 'How will I ever get out of this labyrinth!'”— John Green, The General In His Labyrinth, amazon.com
“That is the fear: I have lost something important, and I cannot find it, and I need it. It is fear like if someone lost his glasses and went to the glasses store and they told him that the world had run out of glasses and he would just have to do without.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“People, I thought, wanted security. They couldn't bear the idea of death being a big black nothing, couldn't bear the thought of their loved ones not existing, and couldn't even imagine themselves not existing. I finally decided that people believed in an afterlife because they couldn't bear not to.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“That's the mystery, isn't it? Is the labyrinth living or dying? Which is he trying to escape--the world or the end of it?”— John Green, Alaska Young, amazon.com
“I would never know her well enough to know her thoughts in those last minutes, would never know if she left us on purpose. But the not-knowing would not keep me from caring, and I would always love.”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“He was gone, and I did not have time to tell him what I had just now realized: that I forgave him, and that she forgave us, and that we had to forgive to survive in the labyrinth. There were so many of us who would have to live with things done and things left undone that day. Things that did not go…”— John Green, Miles 'Pudge' Halter, amazon.com
“Francois Rabelais. He was a poet. And his last words were "I go to seek a Great Perhaps." That's why I'm going. So I don't have to wait until I die to start seeking a Great Perhaps.”— John Green, Alaska Young, amazon.com